The Breakfast Ultimatum

With a big grin on her face, Mrs. Hobbs did a thorough clean-up of the villa. I couldn’t help but look at Tristan for any indication.

He did not utter a word but gestured for me to sit down and eat.

“Tristan, did you get Mrs. Hobbs to come over?”

He waited till he swallowed the food in his mouth before finally saying, “Yes. It’s better that she stays here to look after you.”

He was probably right,